Jasper had never been one for paying much attention to the way is actions affected strangers. It was a childlike tendency he had yet to grow out of, and it was the thing which got him in the most trouble. Admittedly, the scrape of his chair had been rather loud, but reallyâit wasnât a library. âRelax, would you?â he said, not unkindly, and peeked at the girlâs laptop screen. âNo wonder youâre grouchy as hell, what are you working on this early in the morning? Save your essays for three in the morning like a normal person.â
     Usually, she could concentrate on things, but today she was just having a lot of issues with that. Maybe she needed to put the essay away and work on it later in the day. Since she had about a billion other things to get done before the day ended. The loud scrape of the chair sent her over the edge and she didnât regret snapping, but she also didnât like being rude when she didnât have to be. âI donât know how to relax,â she responded; the biggest truth about her. If Violeta wasnât doing a million things, she got bored; it was a wonder she could function at all with the millions of things she had going on. âIf I donât work on it now, it wonât get done because Iâve got a billion other things I need to get done today and Iâm always exhausted after cheerleading practice.âÂ
Daniel shook his head with a smile.  âI tend to go off into a world off when I am reading.â Daniel said with a laugh. âThough you would of thought, I would of learnt by now, the amount of people I walk into.â Daniel said as he shifted slightly. âAre you sure youâre alright?â
     Violeta shrugged, she knew how that was. Sheâd been thinking about her own stuff when the incident occurred. She wasnât that all worried about it; at least not as worried as she would be if it was some jerk she ran into, not someone actually nice. âI do the same thing, no worries. Yeah, totally fine. I once had someone kick me in the head in high school -- cheerleading incident. That pales in comparison.âÂ
with a huge sigh from her end, all olive was going to do was try and put some shit in her purse real quick. âokay, calm down, all youâre doing is reading your phone. iâm just organizing shit real quick and iâm out, trust me, just needed a doppio.â
     Viâs normally thin patience was even thinner today for some reason. She really was trying not to be annoyed at every little thing, but she was. âIâm not just reading my phone. Iâm reading an article so I can do this paper. Forget it. You wouldnât understand,â she huffed, annoyed.Â
     There wasnât enough coffee in her system to deal with the idiocy of most of the people at the school. Or the idiocy of most people in general. She was sitting in Le Marzocco Cafe with her laptop, working on a research paper -- or playing on her phone while she scrolled through a news article she was reading that was relevant to her topic -- when she heard someone loudly sit near her. Violeta looked up at them and sighed. âCould you be quieter please?âÂ
Daniel had his headphones in, book opened as he walked across campus. Usually he was pretty good at not running to people, but today luck wasnât on his side as he felt his body collide with someone else. Daniel pulled his headphones out quickly. âIâm so sorry, are you alright?â
     Today had been a good day, unlike most days. Violeta at least felt like today had been filled with more ups than downs and she wanted nothing more than to chill before practice began. Call her parents and see what they were up to. Her mind was thinking about giving them a call when she felt herself collide with someone. âIâm --â she started, except he was apologizing first. âI think it was partially my fault. Iâm okay.âÂ
ââ Here, you look like you need one. ââ Josh said to the person who had occupied the seat beside him, holding out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes. ââ Whatâs got you so stressed anyway? ââ
     The girl eyed him cautiously -- already judging him, despite only knowing him for a few seconds. Normally, she kept her mouth shut and her sarcastic comments at bay, but some days were worse than others. âOh, I donât know, this little thing called school. The millions of tasks Iâve got to do for school per week, plus cheerleading, plus sorority stuff. Itâs a lot. I donât need a cigarette.âÂ
     anyone ready for not a nerd? sheâs still a nerd, but i tried to make her less of one than she originally was.Â
*  â  â  AISHA DEE. CIS FEMALE. SHE/HER.  â  wait, wasnât that violeta madsen? theyâre a nineteen year old  year sophomore, hailing from detroit, michigan. i heard theyâve chosen to study earth science and word around campus is that theyâre ; +accepting & +intense but also quite -sarcastic & -bitter. you know, that could be why theyâre labelled as the realist. if you happen to see them walking to class with their earbuds in, theyâre probably listening to timekeeper by grace potter and the nocturnals. ( student activities council, lgbt+ alliance, cheerleading, delta beta theta. )Â
tw: murder, bullying
     life was relatively normal for the first five years of violeta larkinâs life. her mother and father were happy people and she had an older brother that she looked up to. they had a white picket fence and a dog -- normal american family. however, when violetaâs father disappeared without a trace and her mother was arrested for his murder, things changed for the young girl.Â
     while she stayed with extended family for a while, they couldnât take her permanently and she and her brother were separated -- despite being told they wouldnât be. violeta ended up with a nice couple in grand rapids, geoff and nicholas madsen. they promised to take good care of her and while she was too young to know what was going on, she trusted them.
     violeta did well in school, but all her teachers told her she had the potential to do well if she applied herself more. math and science were her favorite classes and so she spent more time with that than she did studying for other classes. she fell in love with environmental sciences -- and even as a teen decided that she wanted to study that. she joined mathletes in high school in her freshman year and she believed that counted towards rounding off her academic achievements, she joined her cheerleading squad her sophomore year.Â
     although violeta was never shy about her past because her motherâs name was on headlines all over michigan, when the squadâs captain found out who she was, she started bullying her and getting the rest of the squad to do the same. violeta tried not to let it get to her, but it still hurt knowing that these girls -- who said they were her friends, would turn on her so easily for something she didnât even do. although she refused to quit and let these girls get to her.Â
     by her senior year, she had grown a tough outer shell. nothing phased her anymore -- at least thatâs how she made it seem. cheerleading, although something that caused her stress, became something she fell in love with. and with the older captains gone, violetaâs senior year was... calmer. but still not perfect. violeta decided to apply to baldwin uni to get away from michigan state.Â
BASICS
FULL NAME: violeta larkin madsen
NICKNAME(S): vi
AGE: 19
DATE OF BIRTH: 26th decemberÂ
ZODIAC SIGN:Â capricorn
PLACE OF BIRTH: detroit, michigan
ETHNICITY: black
NATIONALITY: american
GENDER: cismale
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic
RELIGION: none
OCCUPATION: student
LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN: english
ACCENT: none
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE
FACE CLAIM: aisha dee
HAIR COLOR: brown
EYE COLOR: brown
HEIGHT: 5Ⲡ9âł Â
WEIGHT: 131 lbs Â
BUILD: skinny
TATTOOS: none
PIERCINGS: earsÂ
DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS: curly hair, glassesÂ
PERSONALITY
LABEL: the realist
POSITIVE TRAITS: balanced, accepting, intenseÂ
NEGATIVE TRAITS: sarcastic, bitter, blunt
FEARS: being bulliedÂ
HOBBIES: cheerleading, math, earth sciences, collecting rocksÂ
QUIRKS: she presses flowers in a journal
LIKES: cheerleading, volunteering, science, homework
DISLIKES: bullies, cheerleadersÂ
FAMILY
BIRTH FATHER: jones larkin
BIRTH MOTHER: coralee larkin
FATHER: geoff madsenÂ
FATHER: nicholas madsen
SIBLING(S): tba !Â
PET(S): a cat named sailorÂ
FINANCIAL STATUS: upper class
TESTS
MYERS-BRIGGS: THE DEBATER (ENTP)
ENNEAGRAM: Type 8 (The Challenger) Â
TEMPERAMENT: melancholic
HOGWARTS HOUSE: slytherclawÂ